𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒔 - Dream x Reader

48. Welcome to New York City

Dream POV

I groan softly as a soft paw bats my face.

"Patches," I mumble, feeling a beam of warmth which I assume is the sunlight. "I'll feed you in a second."

"Meow," comes the reply, followed by another swipe. "Meow?"

"Waaaiiiit," I turn over and grab the soft fabric of the blanket to pull up to my chin. "Give me five minutes."

I feel the bed dip on either side of me, assuming Patches has decided to climb onto me.

I hear the rattle of metal, dreading what mess Patches caused during the night. A much harder smack hits me on the face, right between my eyes.

Letting out another groan, I open my eyes and find myself staring at two fried eggs and two strips of bacon, arranged in a wide smiley face.

Hovering above the plate, with a face mirroring the eggs and bacon is Y/N. Her eyes are sparkling with laughter and her grin eerily reminds me of the Grinch.

"WAKEY WAKEY EGGS AND BAKEY!" she yells.

I let out a scream at the sudden blast of sound. The blanket tumbles to the floor with my ass hitting the wood only a second later.

"Owwww."

Y/N smiles proudly as she gets down from the couch and stands over me again, presenting the plate of food in front of my face.

"Come on, get up." She nudges me with her foot as I rub my eyes, slowly adjusting to the brightness of the sun streaming through the windows. "We're going into the city today! I'm going to give you the full New York experience!"

"Fine, fine," I grab the plate from her and set it on the coffee table before standing up.

Her cat Pepper is perched on the arm of the couch, washing her face with one paw. She looks up for a second to stare at us before going back to washing.

I reach down to hug Y/N, lifting her off her feet and swinging her around.

"Good morning!"

"Good morning," she giggles back as I plant a kiss on her cheek. "How did you sleep?"

My mouth feels sort of dry I suddenly remember that I didn't change, shower, or brush my teeth since yesterday morning before getting on the plane.

"Pretty good but I feel like shit."

She laughs and teaches one hand up to my head, tousling my hair.

"Your hair is so long," she remarks. "We have to find a place for you to get it cut."

"I was gonna suggest that," I say, letting out a yawn while I place her back on her feet. "Did you have breakfast?"

Y/N nods and scoops up Pepper who mewls in protest.

"Shhh," Y/N soothes as the cat squirms and thrashed in her grasp. "Time for your breakfast."

I watch as she snuggles Pepper, aggressively rubbing the cat against her cheek and covering her head in kisses.

I smile, thinking of Patches as I watch the cat get fed up and jump out of her arms.

Pepper immediately begins to furiously lick herself as if trying to wash off the human grime her owner just put on her.

Y/N points at the plate in front of me and gives me a stern look.

"Eat, we have a big day ahead of us."

I nod and cut a slice of the white part of the fried egg. The saltiness sweeps across my tongue, removing the foul morning taste.

Y/N hurries into the kitchen with Pepper on her heels, presumably to feed the cat.